Crying Babies and Being Taken Advantage Of

Joey had shots today, and mom and I are watching him while everyone else went to Scott and Marc's baseball games. He's cryin' up a storm because the shots make him not feel too well. Mom just said that my dad was good with crying babies (he was good with kids, period).

(Oh finally! They're home!)

Saon and I were playing Mess-up-enger Tag today. He'd message me, and I'd be offline; I'd message him back, and he'd be offline. When we finally connected, he told me that he is seriously thinking about leaving Mississippi, because he is tired of working for nothing. His so-called buddy, Ray, thinks he's doing Saon a favor by giving him a place to live, and thinks that he doesn't have to pay Saon a living wage. Saon thinks that is BS.

Saon will head to New Orleans if and when he leaves Picayune, and stay with a childhood friend. He says that he won't have any trouble getting work on Bourbon Street, because there are any number of bars and clubs he could be a bouncer at.

He says that his niece, Jamie, will take him to New Orleans when the time comes. Jamie is a nice girl, and probably one of the few relatives that Saon has a good relationship with.

I wish there was something I could do to help, but I have no money to lend. I don't want Saon to live on the streets of the Big Easy...

More laterz-- when I figure out something